Brad & Priya: Can’t Help Falling in Love

Bradley and Priyalini met in Australia, and love followed, like there was nowhere else it could possibly go.
Priya’s dream had always been a special moment at the Eiffel. Brad decided that this love deserved the world, and in front of Priya’s dream, he went down on one knee. She was more sure than ever that yes was the right answer.

One love, a couple of cross-border stunts, and a lot of planning later, they arrived at Ramoji Film City for a wedding as majestic as the venue itself.

The Haldi, a turmeric blessing for luck and love, took place in front of Ramoji’s ancient banyan tree. A perfectly Indian setup, native, rooted, and adorned in chrysanthemums.  Priya was in a traditional dark green and gold half saree. Brad complemented this in his bright yellow kurta. Priya joked that the location made her feel like Brad was her bava and she was his mardalu, teasing cousins in Telugu tradition.

It began gently, with turmeric being dabbed on like a blessing, gentle and sweet. As always, though, the haldi came down in a torrent of fun and ended with the couple drenched from head to toe, both in water and in adoration. 

The sunny haldi melted into the deep colors of the mehendi. Priya was in a stunning orange lehenga, and Brad in a matching sherwani. They walked into Hawa Mahal, another Ramoji Film City landmark set. It was a palace, decorated in colorful drapery, set up like a true royal court. Guests sank into their diwans, where they adorned their hands with henna, danced together, and made merry, as is traditional for the mehendi. 

A celebration does not have a limit, and this wedding party went all out with each event, be it guiding their Australian guests through new rituals or showing them how a party works here. 

Brad arrived the way an Indian groom would, on horseback, in a baraat, and with a grand procession of the groom’s friends and family. Though he struggled to get on his ride, when he did finally make it, it was clear he was having the time of his life in his procession. 

His journey ended at the Sun Fountain, on a scale that stopped people mid-sentence. Water rose and fell, sparkling behind a stage fit for a king.
He stood at the end of the aisle in a golden-cream sherwani, with his Aussie groomsmen beside him in white. He waited, a little impatiently, for the girl who would soon join him on their journey to forever.

Then, Priya walked in.
She came down an aisle that shone like glass, reflecting an image of love and beauty, which was lined with sweeping florals and framed by canopies of pink and white. She walked beside her father in a red saree, with a train that followed her like a river. She was a vision, straight out of a dream. 

The sight was enough to have made Brad cry. He stood there, watching as his bride walked to him, tears down his face.

Priya’s uncle officiated what was a close, heartfelt ceremony, surrounded by loved ones from both India and Australia. When the time for vows came, he stumbled over Bradley Brayden’s name until he got it right at the correct moment, and the crowd rejoiced. Then, Brad leaned in for a kiss that swept Priya off her feet, and the wedding was sealed. The event was punctuated with a song, as Brad’s grandmother sang “Can’t Help Falling In Love” to the couple as they walked out, man and wife.

After the romantic and memorable wedding, the night brought along a Sangeet that energized the crowd into the biggest party of the weekend. Dressed in stunning gold and blue, Priya and Brad led the charge into the most colorful array of Bollywood dances anyone could have asked. 

Nobody warned the dance floor about Brad’s friends from back home. Fly them into India, and they inhabit its Bollywood spirit, and dance their hearts out on this big stage. Every rehearsed step was executed to perfection, and the crowd was their biggest cheerleader. With two cultures on the floor, you couldn’t guess which was which.

The wedding was planned to perfection by Priya’s meticulous eye for detail, held at one of the most opulent venues in all of Hyderabad, where every set is a new story waiting to be told. Priya & Brad’s story was told in every variation they could find, each more stunning than the last. Every event was a jugalbandi of cultures. 

A couple with life ahead of them. From Australia to Paris to Hyderabad, and wherever they land next, their days will be filled with Brad’s calm composure and Priya’s eye for every bit of perfection. 

In India and USA, weddings are celebrated like a feast. They’ve become the art of preserving tapestry, with specialists in cinematic, traditional and destination shots. They’re streamed, shared, and rewatched, crafted into love stories that outlast the confetti by the videographer in India and videographer in USA.

We encapsulate the natural beauty and heartfelt lively emotions into a colourful palette.